A major murder. I'm Jason Horton. I'm Rebecca Leib. And this is Ghost Town.

Hollywood is a place of many names, while simultaneously needing no introduction.

From the sunset strip to the walk of fame, the Hollywood sign to Paramount Studios,

Hollywood striking painted face seduces tourists and residents alike through dazzling history

and timeless glamour. In the 1890s, investors christened the San Gabriel Mountains,

Holly, meaning luck, and it was. Cheap labor and year-round perfect weather attracted the

imaginations of filmmakers who migrated quickly to Hollywood land. By the 1920s, it became home

to one of the biggest industries in the nation, you guessed it, crowned Tinseltown,

the entertainment capital of the world. Now, you probably know most of that, but with people

comes institutions that people need, and as Hollywood grew, it needed post offices, power plants

and schools. One such school was Hollywood High School, the setting, along with Hollywood itself,

to the tragic and bizarre murder of one of its legendary teachers, Mr. Harry Major.

Today, we're talking about the strange secret life and murder of Harry Major.

Hollywood High School opened in September 1903, 1903, as a two-room school on the second floor

of an empty storeroom at the Masonic Temple in Highland Avenue, north of Hollywood Boulevard.

And there, it stayed, though slowly taking over the storefront, and then that part of the temple.

After suffering severe water damage from the Northridge earthquake in 1994, it was restored in 2002.

The campus is listed on the National Registry of Historic Places on January 4, 2012,

and the school's mascot was derived from the 1921 Rudolph Valentino film of the same name, The Sheik.

It's still an LA High School today, with an impressive roster of alumni that includes Judy Garland,

Cher, and Carol Burnett. And you can see them because there's a giant mural on the side that I

used to drive by every day that has their faces and many, many more. Like Hollywood itself,

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